Chapter 5
It was after two in the morning when Sandy let herself quietly into the house. She was sure that her father would be asleep. She would just have to be here before him in the morning and make it look as though she had just come home.
In the dark, she bathed her sore cunt and ass-hole, then slipped into bed. She fingered her slit and let her mind roam back over the evening's events, over the wonderful fucking she had gotten.
Suddenly, she was brought out of her reverie by a noise.
She listened for awhile, and when she heard nothing further, started to drift off to sleep. She felt herself nodding when another strange noise made her open her eyes and sit up in bed. The sound was like a steady knocking or squeaking that she couldn't identify.
Wide awake and curious now, Sandy jumped from her bed to investigate.
The bedside lamp was on in her father's room. Could he still be awake? Maybe he wasn't even home.
She tiptoed to the door and froze in her tracks when a woman's voice suddenly broke the stillness.
"You goddamned fucker! You bastard, you've got the most beautiful cock I've ever been fucked with!"
"Take it, TAKE IT!"
"OH SHIT! DEEPER! FUCK ME DEEPER!"
It was her father and a woman! Sandy pushed the door open a crack and peered in.
She could hardly believe what she saw. Staring right at her was her father's bare ass. She could see his hairy, swinging balls and the shiny flesh of his cock as it speared into the red-haired cunt that gyrated beneath him.
Beneath her thin nightgown, Sandy's body shivered with excitement as she watched her own father's big dick fucking over and over again into the young redhead's cunt, sending her several inches up across the bed each time he rammed into her.
And now she could hear the redhead's moans and see that the leather headboard pounding against the wall was the noise that had awakened her.
Sandy looked with astonishment at the gigantic size of her father's hardened prick. It was at least twice as big as Tony's! And yet, now that she had seen Tony's cock and had had it in her cunt, she felt less frightened at her Daddy's. It was also immediately obvious to her that it was causing the lovely young girl to go wild.
For some strange reason, Sandy had never thought of her father fucking; just her mother. It had always seemed to Sandy that it was her mother who had always been the strong one, the more certain one. But now her father seemed so masterful to her, and a peculiar kind of pride mingled with her jealousy along with the start of another, more intense feeling in the core of her pussy as she continued to watch them.
Harris scooted up between June's flailing legs. Droplets of sweat fell from his forehead onto her heaving tits. He was thinking peculiar thoughts, just letting the maze of fleeting images flow through his mind. They were mostly about Claire, his wife. Harris knew he would never get used to thinking of her as his ex-wife. She would always be his wife. He visualized her becoming outraged and jealous. But deep down, Harris knew that Claire would not be jealous at all.
Then he pretended he was fucking Claire, that she was writhing and squirming beneath him, her taut cunt milking his prick for all it was worth; Claire's clasping pussy that caused such pleasure in his cock and balls.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, your dick is big!"
"You're taking it," Harris groaned.
"I know, I know! I thought it was big in my mouth when I sucked you off, but, shit, it's like a baseball bat in my fucking cunt!"
He rammed her syrupy cunt harder and harder. June Wilson lay back on the bed dazed, being deliciously fucked, letting Harris' thick dick fill every section of her pussy channel. It stretched her tight, auburn-covered slit in every direction. She cried out with long, unearthly moans, marveling at how wonderful his big tool felt as it ripped its way up into her quivering belly.
Outside the door, Sandy bit her lips, one tiny white hand slipping down to fondle her so recently fucked pussy. "Oh, God, Daddy, I want you to fuck me!" she whispered hotly to herself.
From the roots of her flowing blonde hair to the tips of her white, wiggling toes, Sandy felt filled with a new and powerful desire for her own father to fuck her. She was sure that the redheaded girl wasn't much older than she was and her Daddy's enormous dick didn't seem to be hurting her! In fact, the girl seemed to be enjoying his cock as much or more than Sandy had enjoyed Tony's youthful meat.
Beneath her nightgown, Sandy's budding tits brushed sensuously against the fabric. The tight blonde curls of her hair-fringed pussy tangled between her hungry fingers with a new eagerness, a new readiness for fingerfucking pleasure. The small blonde pussy triangle nestled between her thighs was ready for anything. Her velvety inner flesh responded hotly to the rubbing of her middle finger.
She moved the finger on down to her fuck hole. She wanted to make it even bigger, big enough to take her father's enormous cock-meat.
Not knowing that he was being hungrily watched, Harris kept on fucking the lust-crazed June. It had been such a long time since he'd fucked a woman that he wanted to get the most out of it. He also wanted to show this passionate redhead a thing or two. And, judging from the way she was responding, he was doing a terrific job. He fucked heavily into her soft, eager cunt, feeling the white, flexing globes of her ass cheeks quiver and shake in his powerful sweating hands.
Neither one of them paid any attention to the wild grunts and groans that the other was making, for nothing else mattered now to either of them but the delectable wild fucking of each other's naked bodies.
"Ohhhh, Harris, you're so wonderful! Oh, yes, darling, fuck me! FUCK ME! Oh, your beautiful prick! I can't bear any more! I feel like I'm about to come! I can't take any more! I'm coming, darling! OOOOHHHHHHHHH! GOOOOO-OOOOD!"
June could feel the bedspread biting into her back as she started to climax. The walls of her pussy were pushed to their most sensitive point. The thick head of Harris' prick scraped and struck at her cunt. Then she was coming blissfully and beautifully. Her young, well-fucked pussy throbbed in a quicker tempo around his ramming cock and her clit rubbed against his prick hair.
Intense thrills undulated in her cunt hole, and, from the doorway, Sandy could see the pink-colored flesh of the girl's pussy visible between the juice-saturated folds of Harris' hanging balls as they slapped alternately higher and lower against her upturned ass cheeks.
"OOOHHHHH, HARRIS, FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" June shrieked, and Harris willingly obliged.
He stretched the already widely parted cheeks of her quaking ass wide. Her pussy muscles were vibrating wildly and contracting around his pistoning meat. Spasm after spasm took hold of her and she arched her back up to receive even more of the plunging tool.
One more withdrawal and one more driving lunge into wet cunt was enough to complete her ecstasy. Her cunt passage seemed to have been made exclusively for Harris' dick. She was almost more than he could handle in full orgasm, a screaming wild woman with strength enough to kill.
He was flattered by her response and his long, thick prick ballooned another few inches as he felt the spewing juice of his jism begin to spurt out in enormous tidal waves of release.
"Come with me! Shoot your cum along with mine! AHHHHHH!" Harris yelled.
In the hallway, Sandy's hand finger-fucked between her wide-spread thighs. Her blonde cunt wriggled and trembled almost as much as the lovely redhead she was watching squirm beneath her father.
Bent over, looking through the crack in the door, her fingers fucking deeply into her hot cunt, Sandy gasped out breathlessly, "Oh, fuck me too! I want that huge thing to fuck me too!"
The following morning, Sandy awoke with her fingers deep in her pussy. She had been dreaming of fucking her father's big dick all night long. She'd already decided that she had to have her Daddy's giant cock, and she had to have it soon. She had made up her mind.
She threw on her robe and entered her father's room, hoping that the redhead wasn't there. She awakened him gently and then sat on the side of the bed.
"Hi, honey," he moaned sleepily. "Did you get all your studying done?"
"Sure," she lied. "What did you do last night?"
She was thrusting her tits out at him through her satin housecoat, but he rubbed his chin, yawned, and didn't seem to notice her at all. At her question, he had simply looked at her, and through her, Sandy thought. Well, she'd have to remedy that. She sighed, trying to look as angelic as she possibly could.
Harris bolted upright in bed and found himself staring directly into his young daughter's blue eyes. He was startled by her expression and couldn't help thinking how much she was getting to look like Claire. Even her body is going to be like Claire's, he thought. She's already starting to fill out.
Then he slumped back down under the blankets. For some reason, he had a tremendous hard-on. He tried to hide its telltale appearance beneath the covers. I've got to get control over myself, he thought. I can't allow Sandy to see me with a hard-on. Jesus, my own daughter. Damn, that June Wilson was one wild fuck.
"What do you want to do today?" he asked, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, anything, Daddy. As long as we do it together." She jumped happily down from the bed, unbuttoned her housecoat and fanned herself as if she were terribly warm. Then she let the strap of her nightgown slip from her shoulder, revealing to her father a luscious expanse of naked skin almost to the nipple of her budding tit.
Beneath the sheer material, her round firmness could be seen, and Harris was amazed at how much Sandy had blossomed in the last few months. He found himself wondering as Sandy wiggled her ass out the door whether or not she would have tits as large as Claire's. And if so, how soon.
When his prick began to balloon again, he realized the direction of his thoughts and tried to shut them out of his mind. Instead, he thought of the previous night's fuck with June. It was good, but not the best. Claire was still the best.
Sandy's body floated back into his mind. He again started comparing the mother and daughter, when the unmistakable odor of ham and eggs floated up from the kitchen.
When he got up, he realized how big his hangover was. It got worse by the time he got downstairs. Three Bloody Mary's later, he was able to handle the ham and eggs.
It was then that he realized that Sandy had served him breakfast without wearing her robe. The nightie was made from a very sheer material that failed to hide any of his youthful daughter's generous body.
He caught himself staring at her lovely body with a longing look, the kind he often used when watching Claire parade around wearing next to nothing.
When Sandy noticed him staring at her, she immediately jumped into his lap. Harris didn't let her remain there for long, but while she was there she felt his long, hard dick rubbing against her asscrack.
She wriggled her shapely buttocks around on the long, thick cock and felt it begin to grow and stretch even more. Then, she felt it begin to jerk and twitch at her tiny ass-hole. He forced her off his lap and told her she was getting too big to be climbing onto his lap anymore.
"Breakfast was too much, baby," he sighed. "I'm still beat. I'm going back to bed for a couple of hours. We'll do something together this afternoon."
Sandy cleared the table and did the dishes. Then she ran upstairs and peeked into her father's room.
He was snoring. She moved to the bed and knelt beside him. She felt slightly uneasy about what she was doing, but tried to control the uneasiness, telling herself that it was obvious that he wouldn't wake up for quite a while.
Meanwhile, she could examine his body as much as she wanted. Her hand moved gently on his chest, examining the small male nipples. She pulled them slightly, watching them respond just the way her own did. When she saw the reaction of his nipples, she sat back on her haunches, beautiful, in her sheer nightie with her long blonde hair clinging to her shoulders.
Then she slipped her hands beneath her gown and held onto her own soft titties, cupping them and feeling the length of her nails against the sensitive areolas surrounding the tautly eager nipples.
"Oh, wonderful tits," she moaned as she felt the thrill she knew would come. She mewled and panted a little as she continued the gentle pressure on her firm young tits, getting more and more excited. "I'm not frightened," she breathed to herself. "Oh, no, I'm not frightened at all!"
Her eyes were passionate slits as they roved lovingly over Harris' nude body.
Her eyes fell to his groin. They burned as they took in the huge cock and balls. I can take it, she told herself, I can take that up my pussy. I know I can!
She was just reaching forward to take his cock in her hand when the telephone rang. She jumped up and ran into her own room to answer it before it awakened her father.
"Hello?"
"Sandy, this is Tony. Are you all right."
"Sure. Why shouldn't I be."
"Well, I got a little rough last night, and I want to apologize."
"That's okay."
Good. Listen, my folks are gone for the day. Why don't you come over here and we can fuck each other all afternoon!"
"I don't know, Tony...."
"Aw, c'mon, we'll have a ball!"
Sandy was thinking of her father's big, bare, beautiful prick in the other room. But what if she couldn't take it in her tight little pussy? She knew she could take Tony's cock.
"Well, how 'bout it?"
She had to try. "Not today, Tony. Maybe later in the week."
"I'll give you something else if you come over."
"What?"
"Your mother's address."
"You have it."
"Sure."
"Tell me, please! I'll come over later if you will!" Tony hesitated, and then gave it to her. "Thanks, Tony, I'll see you later!"
"When?"
"This afternoon."
She hung up and lay back on the bed, fingers laced behind her head, her big, ice-blue eyes staring, unblinking at the ceiling.
She thought about Claire, and then about her father's cock. It made her hot all over again. She touched her knees and then ran her fingers up her thighs.
God, oh God, it was good. Her hands rested on the front of her legs, but in a few moments they slipped under her nightie.
Is my pussy big enough? Will it take such a big cock? She balled her fist and looked at it.
Well, she thought, there's one way to find out.
Her fingers toyed with the delicate skin of her cunt lips. She snaked two of them into the lips and played with the light fuzz of her pussy mound.
She let a fingertip worm its way deep into the lips of her cunt. Then two. It was good, too good to stop. Too wonderful not to complete.
She rolled the thick, pliable lips between two fingers, savoring the intense, pulsing pleasure that charged up into her belly.
A spasm rattled her whole body as her juices started to flow from the quickly moistening opening.
Swiftly she masturbated, plunging the two fingers of one hand in and out of her cunt. Her hips, working rapidly, helped to bring on the scalding flame in her belly. She spurred herself on, convulsing as the liquid fire burned her veins and flowed out of her, painful yet sweet.
After a while, she straightened, still in the throes of heated lust, and looked in the mirror at her tits, shivering like jelly.
She was beautiful. The rounded peaks of her firm tits stood up defiantly and she could look down through the canyon between them to the soft golden pussy triangle at the base of her belly.
She placed her palms under her full tits and lifted them still higher until they stood out. She held their nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and squeezed them gently into erection.
She imagined her father's mouth on her tits, and it drove her hands back down to her cunt. She inserted the first two fingers of each hand in her cunt. Four fingers, clear to the last knuckle, up her scalding pussy. Then she started pulling, wider and wider and wider. Tears of pain popped out of her eyes. She closed them tightly.
"My cunt can take it, it's just got to!" she whimpered.
She pried her pussy lips wider apart. Still wider.
It felt as if she were ripping her pussy apart.
She made a fist of one hand and rammed her pussy with it clear to the wrist.
"YES!" She was surprised that she could speak at all. The pain was wild.
She pushed her fist deeper in her hole. She loved the feeling as the walls of her cunt pressed around her balled hand.
"It hurts! Oh, Jesus, it hurts!" she cried out. "It feels like it's splitting my whole body apart! It hurts like hell ... I LOVE IT!"
Then she put a fist over her mouth and bit it as her pussy exploded into an orgasm.
"Now!" she cried. "Now I know my pussy can take it!"